BREAKING SOLITUDE

A POEM ON CREATIVE INSPIRATION

Breaking Solitude

I walk down the shore,
Warm, wet and explore!
Aloud roar...
The waves of thought
No, they beckon me not!
Table, books and pen.
A lone solitary den.
A self sane and insane.
The rays of thought
No, they lure me not.
I walk in multitude,
Away away the false solitude!
The broken mask and rusty crowd,
cries, laughter and daily groan,
Fain! a poem do I own!